Short-lived (violent) weather disturbance.

I can feel it in the air, that pre-storm tension. So, I stand, face upturned, waiting for the storm to break.

It starts as a low rolling rumble that builds to a vibrating boom. My smile spreads as fat drops of rain pelt me. Lightning cracks, and the thunderstorm is in full bloom.

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I wrote this post in response to Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, a fifty-three-word limit using the word thunderstorm.